In the East Hall, the Gentry are called Takers-And-Givers. Marie had her best 2B pencil stolen only to find three packs of pencils - different hardnesses, sizes, colours - in her room that evening. Charley’s bottles of milk were stolen in the first week of term but now their whole flat gets weekly deliveries of dairy far better than any bought at the local shops. Sanjeet’s flowers were decimated a week before Valentines, but now they’re the best and brightest blooming flowers on campus.
First they Take and then, later, they Give, something of equal or more value. No one seems to know how or why, it just is, until the new kid arrives in halls - a late transfer, some incident at their last uni dogging her steps, giving her haunted eyes and probably-nightmares and arms clutched close around her chest whenever someone looms too close.
When people ask, she says to call her Ravenna. That that’s not her name, but her actual name isn’t one she trusts anymore, that it makes her feel unsafe in her own skin. So everyone in the Hall calls her Ravenna, or, sometimes, Blackbird if they know her well enough, and give her space.
She hates beyond hate to be touched.
Marie sees her one day, within touching distance of one of the Takers-and-Givers often seen around East Hall. They go by Darling - an odd moniker for a six foot creature with a greenish cast to their skin and a bird’s nest of hair, but no one would ever dare say anything to them. They stand just within arms-reach of Ravenna, watching down at the short girl with half-narrowed eyes.
“I don’t want to be afraid,” Ravenna is saying. “I'm sick of it. They say you can help with that, that you can take something away and give something in return. Can you take away my fear?”
Marie almost bolts down the hall to Ravenna, almost warns her against making a deal with the Takers-And-Givers, almost warns her against even mentioning the distance they are from normal but Darling only smiles gently, politely, not the predatory way they had when Marcus from Sumner’s Hall had tried to strike a bargain.
“No one can take your fear,” Darling says. “It’s yours. But if you give me a taste of it then I will give you protection when you are fearing.”
Marie starts backing down the hall, back towards her room, but she still sees Ravenna pause, nod, and go completely rigid as Darling bends their head to gently kiss her.
A wind blows down the hall, smelling of chickens and straw and Michaelmas daisies and Darling is vanished.
I am constantly looking to add to my collection! If you’d like to trade with me, please send your list along with what you’re interested in and I will do my best to respond as soon as I can! I don’t know the cast or information for a lot of my bootlegs and I totally understand if that causes you to not be interested in them. Many traders aren’t interested in certain formats of bootlegs, so mine are labeled with their format to help solve problems. Everything I have is a video unless specifically listed as an audio. I am more than willing to gift, I wouldn’t have the collection I do without the generosity that others have shown me!
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer | VOB
-April 10, 2001
-Joshua Park, Jim Poulos, Kristen Bell, Linda Purl, John Dossett
Amelie | VOB
-September 5, 2015
-Samantha Barks (Amélie), Adam Chanler-Berat (Nino), Savvy Crawford (Young Amélie), Alison Cimmet (Amandine/Philomene), Tony Sheldon (Collignon/Dufayel), John Hickok (Rafael/Bretodeaux), David Andino (Beggar/Gnome), Randy Blair (Hipolito/Elton John), Carla Duren (Gina), Alyse Alan Louis (Georgette/Sylvie), Maria Christina Oliveras (Suzanne), Perry Sherman (Lucien/Adrien Wells/Mysterious Man), Paul Whitty (Joseph/Fluffy/Collignon’s Father)
Amelie | VOB
-December 4, 2016
-Phillipa Soo (Amélie), Adam Chandler-Berat (Nino), Savvy Crawford (Young Amélie), Tony Sheldon (Dufayel/Collignon), Manoel Felciano (Raphael/Bretodeaux), Alison Cimmet (Amandine/Philomene), Harriet D. Foy (Suzanne), Maria-Christina Oliveras (Gina), Alyse Alan Louis (Georgette/Sylvie), Randy Blair (Hipolito), David Andino (Blind Beggar/Garden Gnome), Paul Whitty (Joseph/Fluffy), Heath Calvert (Lucien/Lug/Mysterious Man)
Anything Goes (Revival) | YouTube
Annie (Revival) | 4Shared
Anastasia (Pre-Broadway) | VOB
-June 15, 2016
-Christy Altomare (Anastasia), Derek Klena (Dmitry), Mary Beth Peil (Maria Feodorovna), Manoel Felciano (Gleb), John Bolton (Vlad), Caroline O’Connor (Lily), Nicole Scimeca (Anastasia Age 6/Prince Alexei Romanov), Molly Rushing (Anastasia Age 17/Anna), Constantine Germanacos (Tsar Nicholas II/Count Ipolitov), Lauren Blackman (Tsarina Alexandra/Isadora Duncan)
Book of Mormon Chicago
~December 23, 2012
~ Nic Rouleau (Elder Price), Ben Platt (Elder Cunningham), Syesha Mercado (Nabulungi), Pierce Cassadey (Elder McKinley), James Vincent Meredith (Mafala Hatimbi), Christopher Shyer (Joseph Smith)
Beauty and the Beast OBC | YouTube
Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson (OBC) | GoogleDrive
Bring it On | YouTube
Bring It On | VOB
-October 24, 2012
-Taylor Louderman, Adrienne Warren, Jason Gotay, Ariana DeBose, Elle McLemore, Kate Rockwell, Janet Krupin, Dominique Johnson, Nick Womack, Neil Haskell
Beautiful: The Carole King Musical Tour (Chicago) | VOB
-Leona Lewis (Grizabella), Tyler Hanes (Rum Tum Tugger), Ricky Ubeda (Mistoffelees), Quentin Earl Darrington (Old Deuteronomy), Eloise Kropp (Jennyanydots), Giuseppe Bausilio (Carbucketty), Jeremy Davis (Skimbleshanks), Kim Faure (Demeter), Sara Jean Ford (Jellylorum), Lili Froehlich (Electra), Daniel Gaymon (Macavity), Shonica Gooden (Rumpleteazer), Christopher Gurr (Gus/Bustopher Jones), Andy Huntington Jones (Munkustrap), Kolton Krouse (Tumblebrutus), Jess LeProtto (Mungojerrie), Georgina Pazcougin (Victoria), Emily Pynenburg (Cassandra), Arianna Rosario (Slllbub), Ahmad Simmons (Alonzo), Christine Cornish Smith (Bombalurina), Corey Snide (Coricopat), Emily Tate (Tantomile), Sharrod Williams (Pouncival)
Cinderella with Laura Osnes and Santino Fontana | Google Drive
Cinderella | VOB
-March 2, 2013
-Laura Osnes (Ella), Santino Fontana (Prince Topher), Victoria Clark (Fairy Godmother), Harriet Harris (Evil Stepmother), Ann Harada (Charlotte)
Daddy Long Legs | Google Drive
-Megan McGinness (Jerusha Abbott), Adam Haplin (Jervis Pendleton)
Dear Evan Hansen | Google Drive, YouTube
Elf | DailyMotion
Falsettos | GoogleDrive
Falsettos (Second Bootleg) | Google Drive
Finding Neverland OOBC | DailyMotion and YouTube
Finding Neverland OBC | YouTube
Fun Home | Vimeo
Fun Home OBC | YouTube
Gigi | Google Drive
Hamilton | VOB
-December 29, 2015
-Lin-Manuel Miranda, Phillipa Soo, Jonathan Groff, Leslie Odom, Jr., Anthony Ramos, Daveed Diggs, Jasmine Cephas Jones, Renee Elise Goldsberry, Okieriete Onaodowan, James Harcourt (Philip Schuyler/James Reynolds/Doctor), Daniel J Watts (Samuel Seabury), Neil Haskell (Charles Lee), Ephraim Sykes (George Eaker)
Hamilton Chicago | VOB
Heathers | Act 1 YouTube, Act 2 Vimeo
Heathers Reading (with Annaleigh Ashford and Jeremy Jordan) | Google Drive
In the Heights | DailyMotion
In the Heights | VOB
-February 14, 2008
-Lin-Manuel Miranda, Karen Olivo, Mandy Gonzalez, Christopher Jackson, Olga Merediz, Robin De Jesus, Carlos Gomez, Priscilla Lopez, Andrea Burns, Janet Dacal, Eliseo Roman, Seth Stewart
In the Heights | VOB
-August 10, 2010
-Joseph Morales (Usnavi), Elise Santora (Abuela), Lexi Lawson (Vanessa), Arielle Jacobs (Nina), Rogelio Douglas Jr. (Benny), Christopher Chatman (Sonny), Isabel Santiago (Daniela), Genny Lis Padilla (Carla), Danny Bolero (Kevin), Natalie Toro (Camila), José-Luis Lopez (Graffiti Pete), David Baida (Piragua Guy)
Kinky Boots (Pre-Broadway) | VOB
-November 4, 2012
-Billy Porter (Lola), Stark Sands (Charlie), Annaleigh Ashford (Lauren), Daniel Sherman (Don), Lena Hall (Nicola), Marcus Neville (George), Andy Kelso (Harry), Tory Ross (Pat), Jennifer Perry (Trish)
Kinky Boots OBC | DailyMotion
Legally Blonde | YouTube
Legally Blonde (MTV) | GoogleDrive
Les Miserables | VOB
-February 17, 2007
-Alexander Gemignani, Norm Lewis, Daphne Rubin-Vega, Gary Beach, Jenny Galloway, Celia Keenan-Bolger, Ali Ewoldt, Adam Jacobs, Drew Sarich (u/s Enjolras)
Les Miserables Revival (with Andy Mientus) | Google Docs
Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 | MediaFire
Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 (Audio with Phillipa Soo) |MediaFire
Newsies OBC | 4Shared
Newsies with Corey Cott | Google Drive
Newsies Tour | Google Drive
Newsies Tour Audio (Ben Tyler Cook as Crutchie) | VOB
Newsies Audio (Adam Kaplan as Jack) | MediaFire
Next to Normal | Google Drive
Next to Normal Broadway Preview | YouTube
Parade | VOB
Peter and the Starcatchers | Vimeo
School of Rock | YouTube
Spring Awakening (Deaf West) | Google Drive
Spring Awakening | Google Drive
-November 29, 2009
-Jake Epstein (Melchior), Christy Altomare (Wendla), Taylor Trensch (Moritz), Steffi D (Ilse), Andy Mientus (Hanschen), Matt Shingledecker (Georg), Ben Fankhauser (Ernst), Anthony Lee Medina (Otto), Gabrielle Garza (Anna), Kimiko Glenn (Thea), Sarah Hunt (Martha), Angela Reed (Adult Women), John Wodja (Adult Men)
Sunday in the Park with George (Annaleigh Ashford, Jake Gyllenhaal) | Dropbox
Titanic | DailyMotion
Thoroughly Modern Millie (OBC) | YouTube
Tuck Everlasting | YouTube
Waitress OBC | Google Drive
-Jessie Mueller (Jenna), Drew Gehling (Jim Pomatter), Keala Settle (Becky), Christopher Fitzgerald (Ogie), Nick Cordero (Earl), Eric Anderson (Cal), Dakin Matthews (Joe), Kimiko Glenn (Dawn)
Waitress (First Preview) | VOB
-March 25, 2016
-Jessie Mueller (Jenna), Nick Cordero (Earl), Eric Anderson (Cal), Christopher Fitzgerald (Ogie), Drew Gehling (Dr. Pomatter), Kimiko Glenn (Dawn), Dakin Matthews (Joe), Keala Settle (Becky), Charity Angél Dawson, Jeremy Morse, Stephanie Torns, Thay Floyd, Molly Hager, Aisha Jackson, Ragan Pharris, Ryan Vasquez
Waitress ART | GoogleDrive
Waitress ART | VOB
-September 2, 2015
-Jessie Mueller, Keala Settle, Jeanna de Waal, Drew Gehling, Joe Tippett, Dakin Matthews, Eric Anderson, Jeremy Morse, Giana Ribeiro
Clarke has spent a couple of hours alone in an empty room, fighting with
her inner demons and fears. Tears have been rolling down her cheek freely the
whole time she has been alone, no one has come to see her. The image of her
holding a gun, of pointing it at Bellamy, it can’t leave her mind.
Without any warning the door behind her cracks open causing Clarke to
quickly wipe her tears away with the back of her hand before turning around to
see who it is.
“Clarke.” Jaha says in a quiet voice, making his way to her slowly. “I’ve
been looking for you for hours.” He takes a seat on the bed, next to her.
“I needed some time alone.” She whispers, turning her head to face the
other way. “What do you want?”
Jaha stays silent for a few moments, staring at the side of Clarke’s head
before speaking, “Kane is up there, telling the truth to our people.” He
pauses, “Telling them that they need to die.”
Another tear escapes Clarke’s eyes but before it can roll down her cheeks
she quickly wipes it away like the others. “Not everyone. A hundred of them
will live here with the rest of the clans.” She points out which earns her a
humorless laugh from Jaha.
“Yeah, tell that to the people who have settled down and will be kicked out
“What do you want me to do Thelonious?” She snaps, turning to glare at him,
“I did everything I could. Same as you.”
The man next to her shakes his head, “Not everything, Clarke. We still have
a chance to save all our people.”
Clarke stares at him confused. She doesn’t like what Jaha is implying. “What
do you mean, Jaha? The decision has been made. We only have-”
“I will organize a riot.” He cuts her off. “People won’t be happy with how
things turned out.”
Clarke shakes her head, “No. No, you can’t do that. People will get hurt
and die and nothing will change.” She argues.
“Nothing will change if we don’t do anything about it, Clarke.” Jaha
replies calmly, “We found this bunker. We deserve to have it as much as we
deserve a leader like you. A leader that is willing to do anything for their
Marcus nearly chokes on his food and throws Abby an incredulous look, while she casually settles down on the seat next to him. Clearing his throat, he hopes that he either didn’t hear her right or that she was joking, but as Marcus lifts his head and notices the determined gleam in her eyes and stubborn set of her jaw, he realises that yes his best friend did just say that.
Aka Marcus and Abby grew up together on the Ark and have been best friends since he was 8 and she was 6. Now 18 and 16 respectively, Marcus’ reluctant to help her out, because he might feel something more for his best friend than just friendship
“I need you to teach me how to kiss”
Marcus nearly chokes on his food and throws Abby an incredulous look, while she casually settles down on the seat next to him. He quickly picks up his mug of water, nearly draining the entire thing. Clearing his throat, he hopes that he either didn’t hear her right or that she was joking, but as Marcus lifts his head and notices the determined gleam in her eyes and the stubborn set of her jaw, he realises that yes his best friend did just say that.
“You want me to do what?”, he splutters with eyes wide in surprise.
“Teach me how to kiss”, Abby shrugs while tossing her braid over her shoulder as she calmly gazes at him. As if asking your best friend to kiss you was the most natural thing in the world.
“Why-”, he begins, still looking confused and not understanding where this is coming from.
“Diana and Callie were talking about boys and stuff. When they asked me, I admitted that I’ve never been kissed because I’ve been busy studying and they just started laughing at me. Diana called me a prude and I will not be ridiculed, especially not by Diana I’ll kiss anything with a pulse Sydney”, she states matter-of-factly and Marcus can’t help but smile at her blunt and straightforward reply because Abby’s honesty was one the things he liked about her.
Oliver couldn’t wait to see Marcus. They weren’t sitting together on the train, because they wanted to sit with friends from their houses to catch up. Now he was just anxiously waiting for the train to stop moving so he could talk to him and hug him and kiss him.
Marcus was sitting towards the front of the train, so when it finally arrived, he was one of the first ones off. He got off and stood off to the side to wait for Oliver. He gently tapped him on his shoulder when Oliver stepped off.
He turned and saw Marcus’s smirking face. Oliver grinned and wrapped his arms around him, giving him a tight hug.
Marcus chuckled and patted his back before pulling away. He wasn’t one for public displays of affection.
Oliver pouted at him.
“I missed you,” Marcus said, which had the desired effect of making Oliver perk up and smile again.
“I missed you too. I don’t want to wait until the weekend to spend time together, Marcus. I want to right now.”
Marcus smiled leaned down to whisper into Oliver’s ear.
“How about we sneak off to the Quidditch Pitch?”
Oliver’s eyes lit up, and he grabbed Marcus’s hand to drag him there.
Since their brooms were with all their things, they just grabbed two spares from the shed.
“Wanna race?” Oliver asked.
“You’re on, Ollie,” Marcus replied with a wink and then mounted his broom before rising into the air.
Oliver smiled and did the same.
“Loser has to give the winner a kiss!” Marcus called and then took off.
“You bloody cheater!” Oliver yelled and flew after him.
Marcus obviously won, given his large head start, and he sat on his broom, waiting for Oliver to reach him.
“Well, you know what they say, ‘Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends’. Now I believe you owe me a kiss.”
Oliver just smiled and flew the rest of the distance to Marcus, and then pressed his lips to his. Marcus quickly deepened and took control of the kiss, making Oliver moan quietly into his mouth. Marcus pulled away and chuckled.
“We should probably get back to the castle now. Your precious little Gryffindors are probably worried sick.”
“One more kiss?”
Marcus smiled and gave him another quick kiss. Then they both landed, put the brooms away, and made their way back to the castle. The feast had already started, but they were hoping they’d be able to sneak in unnoticed.
They opened the doors, however, and everybody immediately turned to look at them. They both blushed and shuffled their way over to their tables. Snape was shooting glares at both of them.
Oliver glanced across the hall to Marcus once they were seated, and Marcus winked and discreetly blew him a kiss before looking away, making Oliver smile throughout the rest of the meal.
Requested Marcus Flint x Oliver Wood Marcus doesn’t quite know who he is, after the war, only knows that he can’t stand who he is. He’d done the wrong things, chosen the wrong side, made more mistakes then he can manage to count. He/his life is the shattered shards of a mirror he’d put his fist to. Until, that is, an old rival/ captain/ obsession makes an offer that he can’t quite refuse.
Marcus Flint remembers Hogwarts. Remembers the cool, ethereal green walls in the Slytherin dungeon; remembers how the scabs on his knuckles had looked bent around the edge of a broomstick; remembers crooked tooth leers and secret to keep.
He doesn’t quite remember what that secret was, is the thing.
Because he also remembers his father with a mark stamped onto his arm; remembers a chipped black mask hanging from the wall in the living room; remembers the word Azkaban sounding like a death sentence, an inevitability, something that would swallow them both.
Marcus Flint remembers Oliver Wood like a glue sticky memory in the faded out edges of his peripheral. Remembers the silent agreement between them to never tell as they stole out to the pitch at night, flew with nowhere to go amongst the constellations and the sky. Flint had never asked why Wood was out there, but he remembers aggression wound tight in his gut as he prevaricated, lied, pushed his way past Wood in the hall.
Marcus remembers a captain, a rival, an obsession.
for the drabble prompt - flintwood + strawberries. do with that what you will .(i hope you have a relaxing/good weekend ahead of you, you deserve it <3)
can’t take my eyes off of you
word count: 1416 prompt: flintwood + strawberries (+ kilts for @flintwoodandco because I can’t stop with this kilt thing now my bad) a/n: geez you are so sweet thank you! I have some more like, school things to do (it NEVER ENDS OH MY GOD) but yeah it’ll be a pretty relaxing weekend! going to see fantastic beasts tomorrow which should be fun!! hope your weekend is lovely as well <3 - also, I can’t seem to write “drabbles” they all get out of hand oops?
“Oliver!” Someone hissed in his ear. Not immediately reacting led
to a sharp elbow connecting with his ribs, and Oliver let out a hiss of pain
and snapped his head around, only to see one of his team members - Sven Jepsen,
a tall blonde beater - sending him a confused look, complete with raised
eyebrow. “You are staring.” The man
rolled his eyes. “M’not.” He mumbled, but he could feel the telltale flush of
heat creeping up his neck and knew he was caught.
you looking at?” Sven whispered, trying to ensure that their captain didn’t
Oliver hissed back, and resolutely turned his head back up to the front of the
room. They were at the annual British and Irish Quidditch League Gala, a fancy
event where teams and their biggest sponsors sat around and tried to be nice to
each other. Oliver still wasn’t entirely sure what the point of it all was
(considering traditionally at least one fight broke out before dessert had even
been served), but he had learned over the past half-dozen or do years of his
career that there were far more politics in Quidditch than he had ever
nudged him in the ribs again and Oliver turned back to the blonde beside him,
getting ready to tell him off, when he realized Sven was looking across the
room. “He is staring back now.” Sven explained, pointing a little. “Do you know
followed Sven’s fingers and his stomach lurched. Across the room, his eyes
landed on Marcus Flint sitting with the Ballycastle Bats. Marcus had only been
signed recently, from what Oliver knew, and this was the first gala that he’d been
been years since Oliver had seen Marcus, and he had been shocked when he
spotted the man across the room. He had been staring, but it was only because
he had forgotten. Forgotten that intense look that Marcus got in his eyes when
he wanted something. And because
Marcus had grown since school, outwards rather than upwards. His shoulders were
broad, and his hair was longer, flopping down into his eyes. He’d had his teeth
fixed, as well, and he looked…. good.
It was unnerving.
Marcus was staring at him across the room, and Oliver could feel the other mans
eyes on him. He wanted to turn and run - but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to run
away or towards.
forced himself to look away and back at the speaker, but he could tell that
the man at the front finished rambling on about teamwork and good sportsmanship
and the desserts appeared in front of them. Oliver glanced down at his plate
and grinned. It was a traditional Scottish dessert, cranachan, made of whipped
cream, toasted oatmeal, honey, whisky, and delicious looking strawberries.
Oliver couldn’t help but lick his lips as he began to dig in.
elbowed him again and Oliver was nearly ready to smack his friend in response,
but he looked up. His eyes met Marcus’s across the room and he watched as the
man plucked a strawberry from the top of his dish and bit into it. Sweet red
juice dribbled down Marcus’s chin and over his fingertips and Oliver had to
swallow hard, and subtly readjust his
kilt under the table.
He was in
the evening, after dessert, the tables were moved away and the crowds began to
mingle. Oliver was caught up in conversation with Ginny Weasley, who was now
playing for the Holyhead Harpies, when he felt a pair of eyes on him again. He
didn’t have to look to know who it was, and finally he told Ginny that he had
to go deal with this and headed off towards Marcus.
Oliver greeted, bracing himself in case Marcus was going to respond with a fist.
looked him up and down, and Oliver had never felt more self-conscious than he
did at that moment, standing in a plain dark blue button up shirt and his clan
Marcus responded, and then he grinned. It was sly, and dangerous, and Oliver wanted to see it much, much more.
I help you with?” Oliver asked. He wanted to yell, or shout, or something much
more terrifying to consider. Instead, he focused on keeping his voice level, on
remembering the feeling of beating Slytherin at the cup and not of all the
hundreds of times he wanted to pummel the man standing in front of him now.
grin increased and he stepped closer to Oliver. “That depends,” he said, and
quirked an eyebrow. But, instead of elaborating, he just glanced back down at
Oliver’s outfit. “I like the kilt.”
lifted a hand up and rubbed at his forehead. Marcus was just as infuriating as
he remembered. “Flint, if you wouldn’t mind I’m just going to go back to my
turned to leave, a large hand wrapped around his wrist and tugged, and Oliver
turned to find Marcus a lot closer than he had realized. He inhaled sharply and
tried to think of house elves and bludgers to the stomach instead of Marcus’s
dark eyes and wide pupils.
mind, actually.” Marcus murmured, and his eyes looked down at Oliver’s lips,
just briefly. “I want to talk to you. Not here.” Oliver, recognizing that this
was probably a very bad idea indeed,
nodded in assent.
they left the hall. No one had even seemed to notice their altercation, but
Oliver had pulled his arm away from Marcus as soon as he could manage it. He
tried to look angry, so that if anyone saw they would just think the two were
going to have a spat somewhere more private.
the hall, Marcus headed off down a corridor and Oliver followed. They made two
more turns, and just as Oliver was about to ask where the fuck they were going,
Marcus spun on him and pressed him into a wall with his body. “Wood,” he
growled, eyes now half-lidded and ears tinged slightly pink. “I’m going to say
this exactly once. If you don’t like it, all you have to say is no and I’ll let
you go right back into that party and we can forget this ever happened. Deal?”
swallowed and tried to suppress the speed at which his heart was pounding,
tried to force his body not to respond to the way Marcus was pressed against
him, so warm and solid. Realizing
Marcus wanted a response before he continued, Oliver nodded but decided not to
say anything, least he embarrass himself.
many people know this so, just. Fuck.” Marcus was hesitating now, and Oliver
instinctively reached a hand up to rest his finger’s on Marcus’s shoulder,
hoping it would be comforting. Not thinking about why he wanted to comfort a man he had such a history of
rivalry with. “I’m gay.” Marcus waited for Oliver to react, but Oliver just
blinked up at him, wondering if this was true, if this was really happening.
“And, I’m not very good at this shit, but, I can’t stop looking at you, and I knew you were going to be here tonight, and
there’s something about you, Wood.
Some intensity I’ve never felt with… anyone…”
brain, which had been following along nearly sluggishly, suddenly kicked into
overdrive. Marcus was gay. Marcus was looking at him. Marcus… “Holy shit.”
Oliver whispered, and he watched as Marcus’s entire bravado seemed to shift.
The man’s shoulders started to drop, and he started to pull back, and that just
would not do.
Oliver said, simply. He slid his hand up to twist into Marcus’s long, dark
hair, and pulled the other man back into him, crashing their lips together. It
was a totally new feeling, Marcus’s chapped lips and prickly stubble against
his skin. And yet, it was old too, comfortable and warm, fierce but in a way
that made him want more.
Marcus asked, pulling back enough to mumble against Oliver’s lips but not to
fully disconnect them. One of his hands was already at the bottom of Oliver’s
kilt, lifting the heavy fabric and brushing his fingers over Oliver’s skin.
“Yes.” Oliver replied, darting his
tongue out to lick across Marcus’s bottom lip. “Let’s get the fuck out of